Our arrival in Paris followed an uneventful flight (which we like) and a small entourage of vehicles departing the airport for Paris. Turns out the returning French Olympic soccer team was in the bus surrounded by two cameramen on motorcycles and at least one team car. So the grand escort into the city was not for us.
And then we were home again.
But our arrival was a little different. The street below us was closed off for repairs -- a complete removal and replacement of the cobblestones. This would turn out to be an entertaining, if occasionally loud and disruptive, event.
But all else was in order.
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